After realizing what the world calls being a “winner”, I find myself, happy to be a “loser.”
A Singular View – Owed to No Won Ails
For awe
My hope
And transcendent ambition
I could not altar the whirled
Still
I found myself
Taking it
Awe in
Having bequeathed
After awe this time
Just
A show no won wants to see
My bearing
The fruit of an other labor
As a mass
A singular view
